The clock strikes seven, and our young stud can take it no more. His rigid, veiny cock strains against his jeans, begging for release. He retreats to his sanctuary, shedding his clothes and smearing lube along his length. His fist pumps furiously, his breath ragged, as he races towards the finish line. With a final, powerful stroke, he unleashes a torrent of cum, the massive load arching through the air and splattering onto the mirror, a testament to his week-long struggle and ultimate surrender.